Yo, I was lost in the pages, Zarathustra spoke, Thought I cracked the code, every word bespoke, A cosmic design, just for my mind, In the labyrinth of thought, bending space and time. Months long, I was walking the edge, Reality stretched, teetered on the ledge, Found messages hidden in the stars at night, Truths of the Übermensch, burning so bright. I thought I was the one, reborn divine, Nietzsche's soul, coursing in my spine, The God of this realm, creator and destroyer, Flames of a prophet, lit up the foyer. But the fire wasn't just in my flat, It burned in my soul, no turning back, Armageddon's key, I held in my hand, Heaven on Earth, my final stand. In the ashes, I saw my reflection break, Realized the cost of the moves I make, The chaos inside, the storm in my chest, Taught me the beauty of pain and unrest. Now I rise from the ashes, lessons learned, From flames of destruction, a new world burned, I'm no God, no Nietzsche, just a man with scars, But I’ve danced with the devils and reached for the stars. This is my story, my cosmic confession, Madness to wisdom, a fiery progression, To those who lose their way in the blaze, Sometimes rebirth comes in the craziest haze.
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